(2014)
Tanka poem
Lost in time to weep once more, How one becomes this way. A full life lived and then to find… A change to come my way. This thing that lives inside of me…
Listen to a distant cry, across the plains unknown. A silhouette against the moon, casting shadows too and fro. A warning of the coming night, the hunt that will ensue. The sacrifice of...
Clenched Upon the flat a warrior stood, The earth moved under him. Knowing that the sound he heard, Might never come Again.
Out of pain a darkness fell. Along the wood, flows red stain. On a secret not to dwell. Into a life that will remain. Given to save the multitude.
Above the chamber souls do grow, infancy in birth. As they fall and fill the space they populate the earth. Sparrows see and sing their song, Gabriel first with hand. Only when the ...
Achromic I often wonder how it would be, To live a life in grey. A sky of drab, a ground of pale as… Everyone would look onto a world o…
Life is a wonderful thing, But sometimes deals a blow. Some will glide with little effort… And some will actually know. I say to you from here on out,
Going far and sometimes near, making sounds so crystal clear. Giving life to every thing, listen close to hear it sing. On the wings of lifted flight, from dusk till dawn and thru the ...
Feeling of great respect. I travel life’s highway, and still I wonder yet. Is my strength enough to let my soul shine thru or does it come to me from deeds that I do. Does the love I h...
Knelt on a mesa, the warrior cries… A spirit shaped cloud rises toward… Hailing ancestors that trailed in… summoning tradition as his shadow… Two Eagles fall in a spiral of de…
When two souls are one, They are joined by a ring. There hearts beat together and sho… When two souls are one, its nature… When two souls are one, the tears…
Dawn Frost lie softly on the meadow ear… Paint covered tops bare the memori… Only thoughts replaced the life sh… only thoughts gave him life again.
Still I look up to see the leafless branches. Unlike me steady and true, it moves wild and free. Cold sets in and I worry some for its health. I stay the same as the sprouts first appe...
He watched them rise as time passe… To see that life had echoed again So reminiscently. A time foretold…
Past the great Buffalo and across the field of dear. For all these words will lead you someday. Faulter not from the path I lead, for what I teach you in life you will need. Now hunt t...
